…In Absentia (XI) Burn after reading…

Closed for rehearsal
Ever the role reversal
The collective exercise.
Empties itself
I’m bad for your health

No one to rehearse with
Death takes much practice
A selective enterprise.
Not a thing I’m versed in
Living with a stuffed mattress

Ever so ghoulish
Sever me foolish
It follows as such.
Shiver ‘dem timbers
Raise me a Roofer

Didn’t imagine it
Definitely heard hoopla
Reeds between the eyes.
Still trying to fathom it
These noodles aren’t that super

Quite the misnomer
Exit with the gomer
The fourth quarter always lies.
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